Chapter 0245

He was quick to launch himself at me again only this time I was ready for it. My fist came up quickly, making contact with his jaw while he in turn kicked the back of my knee sending me to the floor slightly.

I let my own claws elongate and growled taking a step forward only to have my movements stopped by a sudden gun shot that echoed over the area, and a loud shout left Oliver’s mouth as he fell to the floor holding his lower leg in agony.

“Silver.” He ground out as he continued to yell. “You shot me with a silver bullet?!” I looked and saw the wound pouring slightly while smoke rose from the hole that it had left.

“I shot you in the leg out of curtesy for your meager help in the past. One wrong move and the next bullet will hit a more vital point.” Dylan didn’t miss a beat in her taunting, as she held the gun tighter and stalked towards him, pointing it at his face. “I won’t go back to him Oliver.”

“He’s your mate, Your Grace, you belong with him.” He was fighting the pain the bullet brought him, however he was lucky, as the bullet in question had traveled straight through his flesh and had created an exit hole on the the opposite side of his leg. I watched Dylan shake her head at his pain filled words and let her eyes dart to my form for a split second before talking to Oliver again.

“I don’t belong with him… he made that abundantly clear when he tortured me for refusing him…

No, in his eyes I belong TO him. An object for him to do whatever he wants…” her gunned hand shook with rage as she thought about everything that she had been through. “We all are… Even you!”

“If you had just accepted him, then he wouldn’t have had to resort to such drastic measures.” I just couldn’t understand why he was still on Josh’s side.

“Rejection doesn’t hold you unaccountable for torturing you’re mate.” I growled out only to be met with pain filled eyes. “There is no excuse for doing that.”

“Oh please, you went on a rampage after Iliana, we wouldn’t have even entered the palace if you hadn’t have…” I had to cut him off, so my fist flew towards his face and made direct contact halting his speech instantly. I tensed at his words and swallowed thickly. I couldn’t conjure up the right emotions whenever my previous pairing was spoken of. Not to mention, I had yet to explain to Dylan that she was my second chance, and not my first given one. This was the first time she had even heard of my rejection.

“Josh placed fuel in the fire and you know it. I never once hurt her! I only attacked the people that killed her.” Now I really had to explain things to Dylan, although, I wasn’t at all sure where to even start, you see even now I was unsure about what actually happened that day.

The entire time me and Oliver argued Dylan stood still, her gunned hand never faltering, I couldn’t work out whether she was bothered by our subject of conversation or if she was non pulsed by the whole thing.

*King Reginald didn’t kill her. His palace guards didn’t either. You may not have harmed Iliana, but it’s hypocritical to say things when you haven’t been held accountable for any of your doings. I was furiotis with Oliver, my wolf form was on the verge of bursting out of me, but it was Dylan who changed the subject, there was absolutely no hint of questioning mine and Oliver’s subject of conversation as she stepped a little closer to my old friend.

‘Why are you still so loyal to him? You don’t like what he does, I know you don’t. You’ve even helped me in the past. So how can you still sit there making excuses for his actions?” She had a point,